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“Chad, you need to go to the hospital,” he says, looking more worried than I’ve ever seen him.

He would because he knows whatever knocked me out had to be hardcore.

It was in my drink. Someone must have put something in the beer when I had it on the side.

I’m about to answer him when I realize my pockets feel lighter.

Did someone drug me to steal from me?

The first thing I reach for is my wallet, which I find in my back pocket. I check the next pocket that should hold my phone and growl when my hand comes away empty.

“My phone’s gone.”

Someone took my fucking phone. Who would do that? Who would take my phone and leave my wallet, which had at least a grand’s worth of cash?

That makes no sense.

And shit. Shit, shit, shit.

My phone holds my secrets. And Billie’s, too.

Her video. Her pictures.

“I need to get my phone back.”

I know even as I say the words, I’m not going to get it back, and dark dread cascades into my soul.

Chapter19

Billie

My gaze automatically flutters over to Chad sitting in the back row when I take my seat near the window in biology class.

We’re having lunch together in a few hours, which translates to getting off campus and either spending what could be the rest of the day in his car or his bed. I don’t mind either.

I just want to be with him.

Although I had what could be considered a nice dinner out with Mom and Cal last night, it was still strained. All I could think about was Chad and seeing him today.

There’s something not quite right about him, though. It’s in his eyes as he stares back at me even though he winks. There’s just a dullness in his expression I haven’t seen before.

Mr. Gorton, our teacher, walks in and starts the class.

I turn my attention to him as he starts talking about osmosis and diffusion.

We’re supposed to watch a video for most of the class, which I’m glad of because I can’t concentrate today. My mind is still jangled from my consideration about staying.

Of course, it’s crazy and I’m shocked at myself for even deliberating the idea in response to a boy I haven’t known long. But I feel the time we’ve spent together has been enough.

My head is spinning with all sorts of ideas and possibilities I never expected to factor in. The same way I never expected to fall in love with the one person I know I absolutely shouldn’t have.

I went through a lot to get to this point and L.A. still feels like where I need to be, especially for Dad when he gets out of prison.

Who will he have if I don’t go back?

If I stay here, it will be like turning my back on him and all the aspirations I wanted for myself at UCLA.

Will it, though?

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